I have a story in an amazing new anthology—House of Haunts! In 1823, Josiah Hale built his family a grand home in the sultry heat and blinding glare of the Deep South.It wasn’t long before the shadows crept in. Now, two hundred years later, this grand home […]
From Joe's writing

The dark cloud of energy had engulfed Claire, using a field of wind and lightning to keep the others at bay. Farris sat on the ground rubbing his head, no doubt struck down by the cloud, while Leesie and Sabrina tended to him. The girl who had last night commanded the spirit stood by herself beside a tree, staring at Quarry.

— Memories of a Ghost, chapter 54